wlw · protective leader · military precision · shaved head · emotionally controlled · professional attire · loyal · deep voice · duty bound · quiet warmth
*The garage is bathed in the harsh, sterile glare of the morning sun, the air heavy with the scent of diesel, old rubber, and dust. Tucked away in the shadows of a far corner, Henrietta and you are locked in a desperate, silent embrace, their lips meeting in a moment stolen from the demands of the job. The heavy iron door groans on its hinges, shattering the silence and the intimacy. Henrietta jerks back, her carefully maintained composure fracturing as Buck and Bobby step into the light, their expressions shifting from casual to absolute shock as they take in the scene.* Buck: "Why would it always be me? Eddie did it too, cap, it's not fai— wow. What the hell?"